On the way home today I stopped at a liquor store and four convenience stores to start gathering candidates for the next crappy beer challenge.
At the convenience stores I found one unique king can at each place. At the first one the guy started putting my treasure into a paper sack and I told him that was OK, I didn't need a bag. He said he had to bag it.
At the next convenience store the same thing happened. I told the girl I didn't need a bag, and she said it was a law that she had to bag it. I asked her if she knew why and she said that supposedly it is a deterrent to people opening the beer in their cars. Uh yea.
At the third convenience store, same thing. One king can, she started to bag it. For kicks I told her that I didn't need a bag. She said OK and handed me the can and the change. Next.
Pretty bizarre. This have never happened to me when buying a sixer.